The battle slowly stopped. Xiaoyaozi and nine others stood on the nine-piece mountain wall that was blown out. They looked at each other with disdain. If you didn't take me seriously, I wouldn't take you seriously. Everyone has the same level. Who is afraid of whom? You have to continue fighting and let the horse come over and see that I won't kill you.

No one knows that the relationship between the top ten mad gods in the legend is like this. Originally, they were all masters of the top ten sects. They were all in the same spirit three hundred years ago and had a great battle with the demon world together. The relationship should be quite good. Why did they fight as soon as they met now?

There was no fool present, and no one would ask about the identities of these nine masters. Judging from the cultivation and skills they showed, it was enough to prove everything. The people from the nine sects present also looked at the masters on the nine mountain walls with fear.

Seeing that the battle had stopped, the Eighteen Black Cloud Cavalry had also arrived in front of Shura Yinyue, using the Eighteen people as a wall to protect Shura Yinyue.

As for the current Long Jiajun and Lan Youmin, they just want to find an opportunity to leave here immediately, but don't

Even before I could go up Kunlun Mountain, I was beaten to the ground and looked for teeth. This bitterness is not delicious.

The entire Kunlun Mountain was quiet for a while, and there was no sound at all. Even in the other areas of Kunlun Mountain, there was no sound at all. The true energy of Xiaoyaozi and the nine people slowly disappeared. This means that they had already retracted their respective true energy into their bodies. It seemed that this battle had been completed.

If a smart person does not know how to do the right thing at the right time, then his intelligence is just a fake smartness, or a little cleverness, or a pretending smartness.

Bei Hanqiu was undoubtedly the smartest one present except Shura Yinyue. Seeing that the war had ended, in order not to let another dispute between Xiaoyaozi and the nine others, Bei Hanqiu was the first to kneel on the ground with one leg and said to Xiaoyaozi above: "Disciple Bei Hanqiu, pay homage to the master and all the seniors."

Driven by Bei Hanqiu, Lan Yu and the others knelt down one by one, and then the other eight sects knelt down. Except for the Kunlun Sect, the current heads and disciples of the nine sects were all like children meeting their parents, and no one dared to be arrogant.

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, nine laughter sounded on the nine mountain walls. Then, nine tall guys flew down and stood in front of their respective disciples. None of the nine people said nothing, but just waved one hand and nine mysterious lights were generated, causing everyone in the nine sects to stand up automatically.

Bei Hanqiu took a step forward and said, "I didn't know that the master and the disciples were guilty before."

"Haha. Boy, you're pretty good. I heard that you are now the head of the 18th generation of the Tianshan Sect?"

"If you come back to Master, I am just the acting leader at present and have not officially taken over."

"What agent is not an agent? I'm asking you now, have you seen the previous 'Wan Jian Guizong' clearly?"

Bei Hanqiu didn't dare to ask Xiaoyaozi how he could "return to the sect of Wan Jian". He naturally replied: "I see clearly."

"Do you understand?"

"Understood."

"Okay, very good, very good. Since you have seen it clearly and understood, from now on, you will be the official head of the 18th generation of Tianshan Sect. Remove the word "agent". If anyone in Tianshan Sect doesn't accept you, ask him to come and find me."

Xiaoyaozi's words are much more useful than Emperor Xuan. After all, the seniority is here. Looking at the current Tianshan Sect, who dares to disobey Xiaoyaozi's orders? Even if it is a token of Xiaoyaozi, you will kneel down to greet them.

"Yes, Master. Thank you for your master's inheritance."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll ask you, have my little brother arrived?"

Bei Hanqiu naturally knew who Xiaoyaozi was talking about, and replied: "Disciple hasn't seen Lingfeng yet, but he thinks he shouldn't appear today."

"Oh, that kid actually knows how to play style. Well, who told him to be the protagonist this time?"

Xiaoyaozi didn't

Speaking to other disciples of the Tianshan Sect, Lan Yu couldn't care about the rudeness he had been to Longhu Mountain before. He quickly ran to Long Jiajun and the others and said to Lan Youmin: "Brother, you shouldn't have run over."

Until now, Lan Youmin can't accept Lan Yu's sister, and naturally she will not show a beautiful expression on her face.

"Miss, I don't seem to be very familiar with you. Whether I come or not has nothing to do with you."

"But……"

Before Lan Yu could finish his words, more than a dozen streams of light shot down from Kunlun Mountain. The streams appeared in the place where everyone in Beihanqiu was. The leader was Han Banxian, the leader of Kunlun Sect, and the ones who followed Han Banxian were his six disciples, nine junior brothers and the eight elders of Kunlun Sect.

"I wonder if you are a senior, I have a bad place in Kunlun. Please don't blame me."

It was really time for Han Banxian to come. It was only after Xiaoyaozi and the others finished fighting. Han Banxian and the others could not know what happened at Kunlun's feet. It seemed that they were deliberately late.

Let's take a step.

But Xiaoyaozi and the nine people didn't go to see the 17th generation leader of the Kunlun Sect. Don't ask why, because in the eyes of Xiaoyaozi and the nine people, Han Banxian didn't even count. If this time I hadn't heard of the mysterious and powerful magic weapons of Gu Lingfeng, except for Xiaoyaozi and Feixue, several other masters would not have gone to Kunlun Mountain to join in the fun.

Seeing that Xiaoyaozi and the other nine people were not talking, but the current heads of several major sects came up to say hello, Han Banxian knew that it was time to bring people from all sides to the Kunlun Sect. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, if all these seniors, peers, and juniors were left at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, their Kunlun Sect would be too good at being human.

"Seniors, I am the current leader of the Kunlun Sect. Today, my Kunlun Sect is excited to welcome the visit of you. It is an honor for my Kunlun Sect. I would like to ask you and your fellow practitioners to join my Kunlun Sect with me."

What does the "comrade" mean in Han Banxian's words? People from the demons, Shura Yinyue and others, naturally know that Han Banxian would not come to greet people who are different from him in person, and Shura Yinyue would not give Han Banxian even more face.

"What a shame? Can you live today? Can you live tomorrow?"

Long Jiajun's words made Han Banxian and the others look at him, but at this time, Long Jiajun didn't take Han Banxian seriously and said rudely: "I said Old Man Han, you should prepare the coffin today. When my master kills your Kunlun Sect tomorrow, you will definitely make your Kunlun Sect uneasy."

It’s not that Long Jiajun is so brave, but that he knows very clearly that no matter what he says, Han Banxian dares not do anything to him. He wants to settle the score with him. Please let me talk about it after passing the threshold tomorrow.

"This little friend must be the disciple of Gu Lingfeng after the exorcist dragon clan?" Han Banxian asked knowingly.

"Okay, Grandpa Long, I am the eldest disciple of Gu Lingfeng, the leader of Xuantian Sect. You can just talk whatever you want."

"Don't get me wrong. I won't do anything to you today, but after tomorrow, you can pray to God and worship Buddha."

"Scared me? My little dragon hasn't grown up yet

I've been afraid of anyone...why, I'm not happy, that person, the bastard of Wu, why are you so arrogant? Tomorrow is your death date, so you can go back and prepare your own cemetery first."

"Boy, you're looking for death."

Swish...

A black light came out of Wu Xiong's hand, and before Han Banxian could stop it, it shot towards Long Jiajun.

Buzz...

The elegant piano sounded, breaking Wu Xiong's attack. A man with silver head floated down from the sky and stood in front of Long Jiajun. A teenage girl was following the silver man.

"Haha, come on, bastard Wu, are you here? There is a miracle doctor here, I see how you kill me."

"Bitty Yao'er?" Han Banxian said softly.

Ku Yaoer gave a slightly emoticon greeting and said, "President Han, before tomorrow,

Please take good care of your disciples, otherwise, I cannot guarantee whether your Kunlun Sect will be destroyed tomorrow due to a plague."

"Book Yao'er, who are you scaring?" Wu Xiong said angrily.

"Don't believe it? Just give it a try."

"Xiong's son, the person who comes is a guest, and you must not be rude."

Long Jiajun smiled and said, "Customer? It seems that no one invited us to the Kunlun Sect just now. Is this the hospitality ceremony of your Kunlun Sect?"

Han Banxian did not want to invite Long Jiajun and the others to the Kunlun Sect before, but now, it really makes him embarrassed by the leader Han. It is appropriate to invite seniors. It is normal to invite peers, and it is no big deal to invite juniors. But in addition to Long Jiajun and others, there are also guys from the demon world. Could it be that he should be the leader of Kunlun and ask them to go up the mountain in person?

Just when Han Banxian couldn't take care of it, several streams of light landed in the sky. I don't know what these guys were doing, but why all of them gathered in the same place.

"Can the leader of Han Da, I haven't seen him for many years, can you always be fine?"

The visitor was wearing a black silk suit, about fifty years old, with a big beard on his face, a burly figure, and a domineering body. There was also a beautiful woman next to this man. The woman had a cold eyes and was arrogant and noble, about forty-five.

In addition to this man and the noble lady, there are several men with sinister faces, a few young men, and a few old men. These people are all brain figures among the four major dynasties in the demon world.

"Shura Zhentian." Han Banxian said to the man with a beard.

The Eighteen Black Clouds Cavalry in front of Shura Yinyue came to the man at the same time, bent down one by one, and said, "Greetings to the Lord and Miss Mother."

That's right, this man and the noble lady were Shura Zhentian, the king of the Shura Dynasty, and his wife Han Wushuang. Behind Han Wushuang, there were Shura Sakura and Shura Wangqing siblings, and Han Tian of the Han family.

"Useless things, let you look forward to Yin Yue

, Why did she run away?" Shura Zhentian suddenly became angry and made all the Eighteen Black Cloud Cavalry turn. Shura Yinyue had already taken Long Jiajun, Lan Youmin, and the Hell Demonic Sex to the point of being gone.

"The king, it was because of his subordinates' negligence that he let His Highness run away."

"Go and look for it now, remember, don't let Yin Yue come into contact with that ancient Lingfeng."

"Yes, lord."

When Han Banxian saw that the four dynasties of the Demon Realm arrived, he could only say helplessly: "Since you are so proud of your face, gather at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, I, as the master, cannot neglect all the distinguished guests. Now, please join my Kunlun Sect."

"Since they have invited them, it's not bad for us, right?" Everyone looked up and looked up. Two men and one woman appeared in the sky.

"Three Demon Kings in the Demon Realm." Everyone was not surprised. Come on, come on, come on, tomorrow's battle will definitely disappoint you guys.

Night comes quietly, and leaves quietly again
Chapter completed!